Chapter 31 – Zane
thirty-one
Zane
I put my bags down at the door and walk up to the kitchen. The stack of mail in my hands is tossed on the counter before pulling off my jacket and tossing it on one of the stools. I look down at the mail and start sifting through the letters when a car door slamming has me looking up.
I don’t have to wait long before the doorbell rings, followed by knocking.
I walk down the hall and pull open the door, thinking it’s Jaxon who has come to finish what we started last night.
“Victoria,” I say her name in a whisper.
She’s standing in front of me wearing a pair of yoga pants and a wrinkled Warriors shirt.
The feeling of dread that I had is now gone with her standing there in front of me.
“You told my brother we were dating.” Her hands fly up in the air and then back down again.
“Hi,” I say calmly. “Would you like to come in?” I move away from the door and when she walks in, it takes everything, and I mean everything, in me not to grab her and kiss the ever-loving shit out of her.
I close the door and follow her down the hallway to the kitchen when she twirls on her feet to look at me. “Why would you tell him?”
“In my defense,” I put my hand to my chest, “I didn’t exactly tell him; he guessed.”
“You didn’t have to give it up just because he guessed.” Her voice rises.
“Why not?” My voice, trying to remain calm, goes up a notch or two.
“For one, I thought it was a secret,” she hisses at me.
I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m exhausted, or the fact she’s here or just the fact I’m over all of this.
“Well, maybe I didn’t want it to be a secret anymore.
” Her eyes go soft, the lightness in her eyes makes them crystal blue.
“Maybe I want people to know we were together.” The past tense word is making it harder to breathe. “Are together.”
“But I thought you said it was too risky.” The voice that was just shouting at me is now almost a whisper.
“It is,” I admit to her, “it’s more fucking risky now than it was before.
” Her eyes stare into mine. “Five players on my team want to either be traded or have me fired,” I say the words and she gasps, her eyes asking the question.
“Not your brother.” She sighs out in relief.
“Well, at least before he found out about us.” I run my hand through my hair.
“So, yeah, it’ll be harder than before,” I reiterate my previous statement, “but maybe you’re worth the risk.
” Her chest rises and falls breathlessly. “You’re so beautiful, Victoria.”
“What are you saying right now?” she asks me.
“What are you saying right now?” I ask her the question back. “You didn’t call me back.”
“You deserved it.” She quickly fights back. “You let me leave again.”
“You walked out on me again.” My fingers twitch to feel her face. “You need to stop doing that.”
“You need to stop doing shit to make me walk out on you.” She points to me.
“Are you going to get your ass over here so I can kiss you?” I ask her and she doesn’t move.
“I told the girls about you.” She shrugs.
“I was drinking, and you were on the screen in your suit and you looked hot.” My eyebrows go up.
“They were all ‘he’s not hot’ and I had to defend your honor.
” I roll my lips. “Then I told them we were together.” She claps her hands in front of her.
“Often.” I try not to laugh. “And Ariella thought it was at her house but then I said no, but it did almost happen in your office.” I watch her ramble in front of me. “They called you Zaddy.”
“No.” I shake my head. “Absolutely not.”
“It’s a compliment.” She defends her girls. “It means like Daddy,” she winks at me, “but Zaddy because of Zane.”
“I don’t give a shit why they call me that, they just never need to call me that again,” I hiss and she gives me a giggle. “So are you going to get your ass over here?”
“I also told them I thought I loved you.” She doesn’t move.
“You thought you loved me,” I repeat the words, making sure I emphasize the past tense of her words.
“Well, I’m pretty sure I love you,” she restates, and they’re the best fucking words I’ve heard in my whole life.
“I said the same to your brother,” I admit to her. “I think I said it while I had his jacket in my hands.” Her eyes go big. “It got heated.”
“I got the gist of it from what he told me,” she shares. “So you love me?”
I nod at her. “So you love me?” I can’t help the smile that fills my face when she nods. “Then get your ass over here.” I don’t even finish the words before she’s running to me and throwing herself in my arms.
I catch her as she wraps one arm around my shoulders, the other hand holding my face. “I did tell them how much I liked the beard,” she says, giggling.
“Did you keep anything to yourself?” I turn and head toward the stairs and my bedroom.
“Well, I think, if I remember correctly, I said you were a magician with your fingers.” I gasp. “I had margaritas, and I was in my feelings about you breaking up with me.”
“Baby, if anyone broke up with anyone, you broke up with me”—I walk down the stairs—“and then you avoided all contact with me.”
“Well, you brought that on yourself.” She puts her forehead on mine. “You should do better.”
“What am I going to do with you, Victoria?” I ask her as I stand in front of my bed.
“Love me,” she answers softly, “and never stop.”
“You going to stop walking away from me?” I ask her.
“You going to stop doing stupid shit so I don’t walk away from you?” she asks me, rubbing her nose with mine.
“I’ll try my fucking hardest,” I assure her, and she smiles.
“Same,” she replies before she tilts her head to the side. “Now kiss me.” She smiles at me and her mouth comes down on mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth as she kisses me.
I put her down on her feet and our clothes fly left, right, and center.
I kick one shoe off to the right, the other to the left.
She stands in front of me naked, her hand going to my chest. “Get on the bed,” she urges me, and I walk around the side of the bed and climb on, lying in the middle.
I hold myself up on my elbows as she gets on the bed, crawling to me.
Her hand goes to my chin as I smile at her, and she bites my lower lip before she’s kissing me again.
I hold her cheek as her hand goes to rub my cock, my boxers still on me.
“I need these off,” she pants out as her fingers go into the waistband of my boxers.
She grips the side of them and I lift up, so she can peel them down my legs.
Holding my cock in her hand, she licks her lips before looking into my eyes and licking right up the shaft.
My head goes back into the pillow as she takes the tip in her mouth and then swallows half of it.
“Victoria,” I groan out her name as she slips her mouth off me and then twirls her tongue around the head of my cock.
My hips reflectively move up to fuck her mouth.
“That’s my girl.” I grip the back of her head and push my cock deeper into her throat.
Her watery eyes gaze into mine as she tries to take more into the back of her throat.
“Open that throat up,” I urge her when she gags a little.
“Let me see you open for my cock.” Her fist grips the base as she moves it with her mouth, working me.
“I don’t want to come down your throat yet,” I tell her as I release her head.
“That’s later.” She moves up my chest and throws her leg over my hips as she sits down on my cock.
My cock nestles in between her lips. “I didn’t bring condoms with me.” She moves her hips back and forth over my cock, her hands behind her on my thighs. My hand comes up to pinch her nipple. “And we used the last one the last time.”
“I’ve never been without,” I say through clenched teeth, feeling her heat on my cock, both hands playing with her tits as she moves her hips. “I’m clean.”
“I’m on the pill,” she states as she puts her hands, palms down, behind her on the bed, between my legs, placing her feet by my hips, “and I’ve never been without one.”
One hand grips my cock while the other rubs her clit. “Never?” I ask her, my cock getting even harder.
“Never,” she repeats.
“My cum will be the only cum to be inside you.” I rub my cock through her slit up to her clit before moving it into her.
“Fuck you and come in you.” I rub her clit as she moves her hips up and down.
The wet heat from her pussy on my bare cock makes me bite down and grind my teeth, it’s so fucking good.
Like fucking touching heaven. “You want my cum in your pussy?” I ask her as my hips move up and my finger works her clit.
Her head falls back. “Tighter and tighter,” I hiss as I slip out of her and she groans.
I hold my cock up as it fucks her slit. “Painted your throat,” I gloat as I slide back into her.
“Painted your tits.” She moves slowly now.
“Only place left to paint is that pussy.”
I thrust up and her tits bounce and she holds both sides of my neck in her hands as she wraps her legs around my back as I sit up.
Her eyes stare into mine, her mouth open as she pants.
“Your pussy is going to suck the cum right out of me.” She yells out my name as I slam inside her, her pussy clamping down on my cock, her juices dripping down my balls.
I try to fight it away, try to make it last, but I can’t fight it.
I lift up one more time and shoot my cum into her.
Giving small, short thrusts as her pussy takes everything I have to give her, my cock slips out of her and she collapses on her back, and I look down to see my cum seeping out of her.
“Never, ever,” I say, my hand comes up, shoving my cum back in her, “have I been this feral about a woman before.” She opens her legs for me and gets on her elbows.
“Never have I wanted to claim someone like I do you.” And it’s true.
I’ve never had feelings like this for anyone before.
Only for Victoria. Only for her. She moves her legs back, giving me full access.
“Take what you want, Zane,” she pants. “It’s all yours.”